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Matthew Sweet

  NICK KREWEN Hamilton Spectator Thursday, July 13, 1995     Somewhere deep inside Matthew Sweet, there’s a young filmmaker just waiting to escape. “It’s something I’m thinking more and more about,” concede the singing and songwriting native of Lincoln, Nebraska over the phone from Los Angeles digs. “I’m thinking of getting involved in making a movie, some way some day. I haven’t really figured out what my place is…


Jewel bakes Alaska for Pieces Of You

NEED TO KNOW: Jewel at The Hideaway, Linwell Plaza, (Linwell Road at Grantham Avenue) St. Catharines, tonight. 8 p.m. Free.   NICK KREWEN Hamilton Spectator June 8, 1995   Jewel Kilcher is folk music’s newest diamond in the rough. Just 21, Kilcher — billed as Jewel — has been living the life of a traveling minstrel, enduring an endless series of one-nighters to promote her new Atlantic album Pieces Of…


Montell Jordan: This is How He Did It

PUBLISHED IN THE HAMILTON SPECTATOR Thursday, May 18, 1995   NICK KREWEN Hamilton Spectator Thursday, May 18, 1995   Montell Jordan‘s South Central Los Angeles is a lot different from the one portrayed by Snoop Doggy Dogg, Ice Cube or Dr. Dre. While most rap stars and G-funkers portray South Central L.A. as a violent war zone, Jordan — whose very first single, “This Is How We Do It”, has topped…


Much-Travelled Mike Watt Gets Help From Famous Friends

PUBLISHED IN THE HAMILTON SPECTATOR APRIL 27, 1995   BY NICK KREWEN Ball-hog or Tugboat? Mike Watt, the legendary the bass-playing linchpin who anchored San Pedro underground collage masters Minutemen for six years and followed it up with flannel rocking fIREHOSE for seven, has named his first solo album after one of his favorite armchair hobbies: wrestling. “It’s the only TV I watch, besides Soul Train,” said Watt, recently in…


Weird Al Yankovic – The Loneliest Guy in the Room

   NICK KREWEN The Hamilton Spectator March 30, 1995 Al Yankovic is a lonely guy. No wonder he’s turned Weird. Who’d expect an individual with an enviable collection of loud Hawaiian shirts and a pathetically sick sense of humor to be the musical equivalent of the Maytag repairman? Who’d figure that a guy who uses the accordion to provide such parodies of public pleasure as Jurassic Park — a claymation…